Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Belize and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Cluster to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Josef K. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Technova,
Barbara Tucker,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mars,
The Fugs,
Porter Ricks,
DNA,
Guru Guru,
Loose Ends,
Livin' Joy,
Newcleus,
Derrick May,
Piero Umiliani,
Reagan Youth,
David Bowie,
Gichy Dan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Babytalk,
Aaron Thompson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pole,
Mandrill,
Pierre Henry,
Gil Scott Heron,
Susan Cadogan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Skaos,
The Names,
Metal Thangz,
Mark Hollis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
10cc,
The Durutti Column,
U.S. Maple,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joyce Sims,
Peter & Gordon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Minutemen,
AZ,
The Star Department,
Rotary Connection,
Janne Schatter,
Crooked Eye,
Letta Mbulu,
Cymande,
Nas,
Dual Sessions,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tears for Fears,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lightning Bolt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Buckinghams,
Joensuu 1685,
Ossler,
Danielle Patucci,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.